Monday, May 24, 2010

Christie's Frustrations

Christie's Frustrations

"Mommie"!!!!!! Christie cries on the phone.

"Where are you? I've been left here all alone."

She says "I'm in trouble with you and dad.

I didn't do it I don't think."

How much more blame can she assume

without going over the brink?

"Mommy, I want to hug you,"

the conversation moves along.

"Are you in South Carolina?

Why can't I come home?"

Her mind is filled with questions

and there's no one to explain.

Instead her thoughts are re-directed

as she's left

to deal with her own pain.

She says "I'm sad"

and there's nothing we can do

when the tears invade her eyes

and she pleads,

"Please take me home with you."

She says "am I being punished?

Why can't I go home?"

She follows us with pleading eyes

as we leave her there alone.

And so she sits with crippled feet,

holding her teddy bear.

"She says where is mom?

But mom isn't there."

She says "I'm sad

It's a thing of the heart."

Won't someone help us bring her home

before she falls apart?

Written by Mary Hudson

Christie's Mammaw

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Saturday, May 22, 2010

If I already posted this, it's worth posting again

Christie
She sits in the hallway feet crippled
holding her teddy bear.
She says where is Mom,
But Mom isn't there.
She says I'll walk. I want to go home
But SC is much too far
For Christie and her bear alone.
She's stranded in a nursing home.
She's not happy and she can't hear.
She says "What am I missing?"
And I brush away a tear.
Now her letters are silenced.
Her desire to heal will cease
Christie is where they want her
But will she be at peace.
Christie can not speak
to make her needs known.
But she can write to tell you
Please, I want to go home.
I guess you can say I'm begging,
I don't know what else to do.
All our hearts are breaking
We're reaching out to you.
We have to find a way
to bring Christie here.
Christmas time is coming.
She'll be alone this year.
If you have any solutions
please tell us what to do
We'll give God the glory first,
and the rest we'll give to you.
Mary Hudson
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Sunday, May 16, 2010

Christie needs to be home

I just talked to Christie, She was having a hard time tonight. Christie said she wanted to hug me so we "hugged" on the phone. Christie also gave me multiple kisses at one time. "mwah mwah mwah" . Christie said something tonight she has never said. Christie said" I have been left here, I want to go home" I started to hang up and I said "I will call you tomorrow" Christie said " Why tomorrow?" She wanted to keep talking tonight so we did. We talked till she wanted to hang up. I asked the nurses to turn her TV to Survivor tonight is the last episode. I hope it will help take Christie's mind off being lonely. Christie told me that tonight to. Christie said " I am lonely" I wish there was such a thing as fairy tales. I would have a magic carpet or make a wish and be there. I know one day we will have our happy ending when Christie comes home.
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Tuesday, May 11, 2010

Here Why



If anyone ever wonders why we have hot dog sales bake sales etc. , here is why. While we are struggling to pay to get Christie home, renovating the house to accommodate Christie once she gets home. The money it takes to travel to see her none of it comes out of Christie's trust.Here is where her trust fund went. Could someone tell me just what was done for Christie to be paid this kind of money? Remember that is not including the 20,498.40 she has already been awarded.




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Sunday, May 2, 2010

Update

Hello everyone,
Christie's feeding tube came out Thursday. I called to make sure she was OK and that it was out. I haven't gotten an update from Richard about it yet but assume it went well. Richard's attorney was awarded payment of 20,498.40 out of Christie trust fund for the fees that where incurred by Richard and his family for representing Richard in the attempts to keep Christie in a nursing home. The other attorney was granted the payment in the amount of 991.26 all of which came out of Christie's trust.
On a better note things here are looking good. The reports are in. The ramp and all renovations are finished and we are awaiting a court date to "Bring Christie Home".

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About Christie

I am Becky, Christie's Mom and I want to tell you about Christie. Christie is a beautiful, outgoing, and caring person. She loves outside, turtles, frogs, birds all kinds of animals especially horses. Christie has talked about maybe becoming a vet. Christie was injured in a car wreck on April 19,2008. Christie has a severe globial brain injury where they had to remove the whole left tempral lobe. This blog is to share Christie's story. She is a fighter, and she is making a recovery that no one thought she would.

MOTHERS


This is a truly BEAUTIFUL piece. Please Read this at a slow pace, digesting every word and in Leisure...do not hurry... This is a treasure...
>For those lucky to still be blessed with your Mom,This is beautiful. For those of us who aren't, this is Even more beautiful. For those who are moms, you'll love this.
>The young mother set her foot on the path of life. 'Is This the long way?' she asked. And the guide said:'Yes, and the way is hard. And you will be old before you reach the end of it... But The end will be better than the beginning.'
But the young mother was happy, and she would not Believe that anything could be better than these years. So she Played with her children, and gathered flowers for Them along the way, and bathed them in the clear streams; and The sun shone on them, and the young Mother cried,'Nothing will ever be lovelier than this.'
>Then the night came, and the storm, and the path was Dark, and the children shook with fear and cold, and the mother Drew them close and covered them with her mantle, and the children said, 'Mother, we are not afraid, for you are near, and no harm can come.'
>And the morning came, and there was a hill ahead, and The children climbed and grew weary, and the mother was weary. But at all times she said to the children,' A little patience and we are there.'So the children climbed, and when they reached the top They said, 'Mother, we would not have done it without you.'
>And the mother, when she lay down at night looked up At the stars and said, 'This is a better day than the last, for my Children have learned fortitude in the face of hardness.Yesterday I gave them courage. Today, I've given them strength.'
>And the next day came strange clouds which darkened The earth, clouds of war and hate and evil, and the children groped And stumbled, and the mother said: 'Look up. Lift your eyes to the light. ' And the children looked and saw above the clouds An everlasting glory, and it guided them beyond the Darkness. And that night the Mother said, 'This is the best day of all, for I have shown my children God.'
>And the days went on, and the weeks and the months and The years, and the mother grew old and she was little and bent. But her children were tall and strong, and walked with Courage. And when the way was rough, they lifted her, For she was as light as a feather; and at last they came to a hill,And beyond they could see a shining road and golden gates flung wide. And Mother said, 'I have reached the end of my journey. And now I know the end Is better than the beginning, for my children can Walk alone, and their children after them.'
>And the children said, 'You will always walk with us, Mother, even when you have gone through the gates.'And they stood and watched her as she went on alone, and the gates Closed after her. And they said: 'We cannot see her But she is with us still. A Mother like ours is more than a memory. She Is a living presence.......'
>Your Mother is always with you... She's the whisper Of the leaves as you walk down the street; she's the smell of bleach In your freshly laundered socks; she's the cool hand On your brow when you're not well. Your Mother lives Inside your laughter. And she's crystallized in every tear drop. She's the place you came from, your first home; and she's the map you follow with every step you take. She's your first love And your first heartbreak, and nothing on earth can Separate you.Not time, not space... Not even death!
>I LOVE YOU MY BABY GIRL